153: Chapter 153 is full of actors!

Members of the Three Great Divine Races seemed to descend from the heavens, launching a Charge toward the Shadow Monarch's position like a fleet of bulldozers.

Guild Leader Salos led the Charge, his five-meter-tall frame resembling a mobile battering ram.

He took a massive leap, and just an instant before landing, he slammed his giant axe into the ground.

"War Stomp!"

Boom—!

A terrifying shockwave exploded outward with him at the center, the ground cracking and snow billowing in waves.

Adventurers within a hundred-meter radius, regardless of their level, were instantly blasted into the air, their health bars emptied as they vanished into bursts of white light.

Following closely behind, ten thousand Titan Warriors followed suit, forming a torrent of steel.

"Charge!"

They plowed forward in the most brutal straight line toward Chen You's location.

Any player standing in their way was crushed without mercy.

It wasn't a battle; it was a cleanup.

On the other side, the front line of Moon Gods Radiance moved like an elegant waltz.

Guild Leader Arrow of the Moon didn't touch the ground; her toes lightly tapped on stones, treetops, and even the heads of other players as her figure glided hundreds of meters like a ghost.

The elven elites behind her were each surrounded by pale green whirlwinds, weaving silently through the chaotic crowd.

Every time a dagger was unsheathed or an arrow left a bowstring, a life was taken with pinpoint precision.

Their advance was silent, yet more lethal than the violent Charge of the Titan Temple.

But the one that made people's skin crawl the most was the Shadow of Roman.

Guild Leader Oro floated in mid-air, hands held out as a heavy codex flipped its pages automatically without wind.

The mage corps behind him chanted incantations unintelligible to mortals, as silver-glinting spatial portals opened out of thin air within the crowd at the foot of the mountain.

Ten thousand members of the Roman God Clan remained expressionless, their figures constantly flickering and jumping across the Wind and Snow Plain.

"Holy crap! The Three Great Guilds are slaughtering their way down!"

"Run! Those lunatics from the Titan Temple are charging everyone they see!"

"Don't go that way... ah!" Before a player could finish his sentence, he was caught in the path of the Titans' Charge and vanished into light.

The million ordinary players who had been ecstatic because the 'boss came to the countryside' instantly fell from heaven to hell.

However, the desire for the world boss eventually overcame the fear in their hearts.

"By what right! The boss was called down for us by Big Shot Chen You!"

A dog-headed warrior with bloodshot eyes raised his axe.

"Brothers, so what if they're the Three Great Guilds? There are millions of us, let's fight them!"

"Let's fight!"

"My sword is no less sharp!"

"Protect the BOSS! Protect the Big Shot!"

For a moment, public indignation was stirred.

The light of countless skills lit up, smashing toward the direction of the Three Great Guilds.

However, these skills, which seemed powerful to low-level players, hit the heavy armor of the Titan Warriors without even creating a spark.

Salos swept his axe in a wide arc, and the astral wind carried by the blade tore through the space a hundred meters ahead.

Hundreds of players, along with their skills, were wiped out of existence.

His massive eyes swept over the group of ants, letting out a thunderous sneer.

"A bunch of trash, thinking they're worthy of laying hands on a world boss?"

Chaos, slaughter, wailing.

Chen You felt as if he were at the center of a massive stage play.

He watched the players who had just been overflowing with gratitude toward him fall in swaths under the butcher knives of the Three Great Guilds, yet his heart remained unperturbed.

What the hell was with 'my sword is no less sharp'? Which historical drama did they copy that chuunibyou line from?

Even though you guys want to get on my good side and I want to help the weak against the strong, the newbie protection period won't allow it!

"Guild Leader, we've cleared a path!"

The torrent of the Titan Temple was the first to reach the core area. After paying the price of several hundred men, they forcefully tore a gap through the sea of people.

The five-meter-tall Salos, holding a giant axe taller than a man, took a step forward, making the ground tremble slightly.

"Clear the field."

He didn't even spare a glance at the surrounding ants, merely spitting out those three words with contempt.

"Roar!"

Ten thousand Titan Warriors, as if injected with chicken blood, began an indiscriminate slaughter outward from the center where Chen You and the Shadow Monarch stood.

Salos's eyes, large as copper bells, finally looked past the countless bobbing heads and locked onto the black-robed figure standing in the center of the storm.

That person was 'Chen You'?

The guy who triggered a world announcement with a single strike in Destruction Mode and dared to ignore the Titan Temple Guild Leader's friend request?

Salos frowned.

He looks... quite ordinary.

Almost at the same time, Oro, the Guild Leader of the Shadow of Roman, appeared on the other side through a portal.

He sized up Chen You with a gaze reserved for inspecting a work of art, an ambiguous smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting..."

Only Arrow of the Moon, seeing that figure, had eyes filled with extreme complexity.

Meanwhile, Chen You, who was being 'scrutinized' by the three giants simultaneously, stood there woodenly.

He listened to the deafening sounds of fighting, cursing, and those fanatical shouts of 'protect the Big Shot,' feeling like the entire world was filled with magical realism.

I clearly just wanted to quietly fight a BOSS, so how did I become an idol for the common people resisting oppression?

He even saw a guy get blown over by a fireball on his way to Charge.

Before dying, the man turned toward him and used his last bit of strength to shout: "For... Immortal Summer!"

Chen You: "..."

No, even at a time like this, you're still overacting!

He was at the very center of the battlefield; countless blades, spells, and arrows whistled past him, yet not a single thing could touch him in the slightest.

The newbie protection period formed an invisible absolute domain, completely isolating him from this chaotic world.

He was like a player who had disconnected and was being managed by the system, standing in place and coldly watching this event caused by him—

The largest-scale, server-wide passionate free-for-all in the history of the Source Realm.

Ten minutes.

Gone in a flash.

When the melee reached its peak, when the vanguard of the Three Great Guilds was about to completely crush the ordinary players' line—

"Dong."

A soft sound, appearing to come from the depths of the soul.

Everyone's movements, at this moment, came to an eerie halt.

The deafening sounds of killing, explosions, and shouting vanished without a trace, as if a mute button had been pressed.

The wind stopped.

The snow stilled.

The entire Wind and Snow Plain fell into a dead silence.

Every player, whether they were the arrogant Titans or the fearless solo players, felt a chill go from the soles of their feet straight to the crowns of their heads.

Unanimously, they slowly raised their heads and looked in that direction.

In front of Chen You.

That Shadow Monarch, which had been burning with rage and constantly shifting between illusion and reality, had finally... completely solidified.

It was no longer a phantom.

It was a thousand-meter-tall entity wearing black armor and a crown of black mist.

Its exposed skin was dark red, with wisps of black energy constantly seeping out.

It had no specific facial features, only two crimson giant eyes that rotated like black holes.

Its mere existence caused the surrounding space to let out a groan of being overwhelmed.

This was the world boss!

The main show was about to begin.

War auras lit up on the warriors of the Titan God Clan.

The elven archers notched their arrows, which shimmered with a demon-breaking glow.

The mages of the Roman God Clan began chanting the prelude to forbidden spells.

The killing intent of tens of thousands of top-tier players was all locked onto the Shadow Monarch.

However, that terrifying monarch turned a blind eye to them.

It slowly lowered its head, those two giant eyes capable of swallowing stars locking onto that black-robed figure who hadn't moved once.

The pressure of the entire world seemed to condense onto Chen You at this moment.

[Shadow Monarch]: Foolish Adventurer, you can no longer run.